winter falls into darkness
the silent worm in its lair
the mortals with a crush on life
the oozing of my thoughts
crackle of bones and fire
crawling feeling of nothing
bang!
and then
smoke
some kind of forest
snow
snow?
something moves
black icy water
something huge
the others
harpoon ray
white cloaked
stab!
residue
blackened underneath
not again
not again
not again
the thing endures
the huge dark thing is in my mind
who is me
who is the monster
they strike hard
a piercing shriek is heard
the viper is contained for a moment
the hooks falter
the ropes unravel
its free they scream
a lunge
damaged exhausted
griffin lamb
morsel offering
blade embedded deep
the beast struggles
primitive future now
its now
i rush to the dying beast
why did you do this i scream at them
them who are me
them in here
the they in me
i who are us
why why why
ha ha ha
they intuit for they do not speak
this thing is an abomination
nothing deserves to die like this say i
yes yes yes they cry
cancelled evening
no stars there
what will you do to me i ask
nothing they think
you will be nothing
no thing
a thing no more more or less no
no no no
never either
never to be this thing again
this thing you loved
this lovely thing
my monster and now my life
the life only i could live
alive whilst still alive
buried dead tired
stop now
youre making me sad said the beast as it died
and its tears turned into blessings
that flew up and became the new stars
and they said these stars are not for your eyes
and the others shot the blessings from the sky
who fell in flames upon the distant horizon
and when the world was again dark
they said come with us
where? i said
not where
when
now?
i said
they said
then
Followers
28 comments:
I didn't expect something like this today (or any blog from you today!), thanks sk.
Love Amanda
unexpected one this one hey post reunion and all
rest
that's heavy with my saturday morning coffee...good though.
family back??? all is well i hope.
Yep, I have to agree with the above...unexpected post today, nice treat though. Yes, it does go well with Saturday morning coffee. Thanks for that. Actually, I don't think I've been up this early on a Saturday morning in a LONG time!
I am "waiting" for the refrigerator-repair person to call. They gave me a "window between 8:00 AM- 12:00PM." I REALLY hate that, coz you know they aren't gonna come until around 4:00PM, or they'll try and "reschedule" it!! On top of that, I am a weekend bachelor (wife is out of town) so it was kind of a late "night". Nothing like that "lack of sleep-tons of coffee-jittery" feeling, eh??
Well, hope the family's back safe and sound and all you other fiendss are havin' a great weekend. All the best...
Ben V.
me thanks me lucky stars...
mjnjr
that was a dark one killer.
i need a beer.....
andy L.
for some weird reason this makes me think of the book of genesis and how satan was cast down. at least that was my first impression.
glad the fam's back home. so, are you all kissed and hugged-out?
yes, now there is a story to read in the cold-fingered fog right atop my battered byron
"Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge."
and now I am off to try to find a comb that can make it through the forest that is my tangled hair.
my monster and now my life... cool line.
my literal grub today has consisted of french fries and a yogurt. lol
happy weekend all..
unexpected like the shroud...
Crikey.
Good job I feel uppity.
I'm always up between 5.30 and 6.30am. Only just caught the blog after a fab old day.
Any fiends enjoy The Fast Show?
"Blackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblackblack".
Nite all.
Davem
xx
What a trippy and existential blog ! The same mind that was behind the trippy, existential and wondrous "Sometime Anywhere" and "Magician Among The Spirits" CDs. Sk must have divine inspiration and surreal weed. I need a shot of something strong before I can read it again.
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cripes, is it workin yet?
steve, sittin here , dont no quite what to write, just hope you got the time n patience. listened to you for 24 years, my partner always took his mates to see you, finally!! i get to see you in islington, london. listening to the church at this moment. your music has had an unbelievable influence on our relationship.my children are inspired by the church, ages 10 and 12, the church are playing in there rooms day n night! would like to add, a real big loss is felt in our family at the loss of grant mclennan. xx look forward to seeing you playing again in the uk. take care and c u soon xxx jacqui, tim, n boys xxxxxxxxx
Lovely vision of children's rooms filled by Church music. Reminds me of my own room when I was 15, bathed in vital energy, my parents still alive, my father recording tons o'tapes of music by my side, mother reading Hesse and mags about UFOs, Hindsight fighting against the explosions coming from the slum in the middle of wealthy Ipanema. My 10 year old brother falling in love with music through Earthed, his enduring inspiration for all these years both in his drawings and homemade electronic experiments. Kurt Cobain dead. We'd play White Plague to celebrate his passing. I was beginning to get into Nirvana and its raw suffocation, buried thoughts under the cold sun of Seattle when Kurt died. My brother always loved Dreambeings, imitating its synthesized sounds like a cat. He was just a child but already amazed, intelligent, classy. Shadow Cabinet's Spanish-like solo crossing the room like a comet, the stereo's remote control insisting to fail, trying to pull the volume down down down...there comes mom with her Virgo authority asking me: "Won't you sleep today, Leïlah? School's tomorrow, it's 2am". No, it had to be in that 1994 now. Tomorrow was going to take too long to come. Sinking and forgetting over my shadow bed.
Wish I was there again. Wish I could belong in a room again like it was in Bulhões de Carvalho Street, 1994.
Feelings which will never be repeated.
Songs playing in years shuffle mode.
Me, today, tormented by eternity's absurdity, aching to STOP. Stop this mind of mine. Stop the memories and the desires, these circles I can't stand.
Ok, I'm gonna throw some hundreds of clothes away before moving again. This is the story of my life.
Six by Seven steal the bassline to "Under the Milky Way" to good effect on I.O.U. from The Way I Feel Today album.
Anyone heard it?
youre always in
my future,
beyond this, i
have no
idea
what to write.
so godam
stylized
i
think
a
means
to
an end.
just past midnight
here
the midnight
you
experienced
some
sixteen hours
ago
time is
funny
i'm
still here
and perhaps
that
says
enough
or
says
it
all
You know,it is daunting,to me,that there are still so many oblivious,and ignorant human beings on this spherical brilliant,hurtling caravan.......oh! yes,were SOOOOOOO evolved,but if only we were! there was even an ad on commercial t.v. last night,hoping to seduce ageing women into spending oodles of money on a miracle face cream.......the MIRACLE ingredient....wait for it......."Hydrospheres"........Oh my lordy,lordy!!!!! Japan have killed 400 whales {from Oz waters{coz you see we own the the water}in the last year....inthe name of $cience"} nice one guys.......were so pretty,oh so pretty...vacant........great blog,Mr K,scarey,if it is a karmic vision.......love to you n family,genx xxxxxxxxxxxx
enough to make you cry this one
mtv -- I agree. A very sad one.
Today's blog reminds me of the demons that used to haunt me when i was younger, but there was no beauty with them, none at all..i harpooned those fuckers to hell once i was older and was able to have a little perspective...maybe it was the darkness in your poetry that did it to me.....
-The Hellbound Heart
I burn.....
mtv
u r a real one trick pony
Transcendant.. will treasure this
C.E.
grub yerself, fella!
god has rejected me.
signed,
Stiff.
mobytheminnow
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